[Verse 1:Action Bronson]My face shining, looking like some salmon skinAll twelve Reggie Hammond, holding hammers himNever speak, he like that short silent typeI'm in the mountains shovin' knives, drinking wine at nightRose petals get thrown to the feetKnow we grow knee 'cause even in this rap don't work we got stones in the streetGo down in Tallahassee, work and come home in a weekSee me stoned in a Jeep with the chrome on the feetLeather overalls, shirtless like I'm Kells in the streetPosing for flicks, leaning on an English whipWith the float ware straight from the aquariumMy bitch built like secretariat, yeah, bring the chariotI fuck the pussy, not marry it, world on my shoulders, dougie, I carry itI'm more than happy with my bitch, she got no saggy titsI'll do it old school style and give her baggy dick

[Verse 2: RiFF RAFF]They talk in cents, diamonds in our tooths and dinner (ice)Rap game Burt Reynolds in a candy canteloupe car rentalI'm in the trash compactor, black shades like famous actorBank account doin' gymnastics, flip40 cal. in the Razorback starter jacket (Arkansas)I switch up like south paw, frozen teeth look like tiger clawsLook like a penguin massaged my upper gums and lower jaws (igloos)My wedding gifts consists of Versace blenders, ice out contenders, didn't mean to offend youWhen I pull up the [?], in the candy leather [?]Flush out the system with niacin, 40 lines of the VicodinStill childish and violent, with appetite for violinsDisappearing act like Sister, SisterLost the biscuits, city slickers, rap game Billy Crystal

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[Verse 3: Mr MFN eXquire]Pass our nuts, shit, ain't no courtesy flushFuck black bitches till they bruise, white hoes till they flushFuck pretty bitches in their face, thick hoes in their buttsBumping mace [?][?]sipping more lean with goldieSweaty minks in the summer like it's snowingPummel all opponents turn gold if I concentrateScrape the plate rap for my team, bought a cheese greaterEggplant, parmesan with [?]seen him do a pushup on the back of his headActing like I'm certified, niggas get nervous when I'm walkingNudge each other and whisper that's himY'all niggas, cooch, pussiesI'mma cool off his noose on the loose sipping hoochFlow's out the colon, TYB chosen, bust it wide open with my staff like MosesMotherfucker

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[Outro: Nicky Da B]Bounce to the left, shake it to the rightNow pop it up once, we gon' dance tonight